Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Night Shaded Dream ❯ Night Shaded Dream ( Chapter 1 )

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Hello my dear readers.

I am the author of this tale, Lady Hiten. While you are reading this delightfully dreadful fiction, you may chose to consider playing music to help bring out the mental images that you will undoubtedly create with your imaginations.

The music box that is described in this tale is playing the Rurouni Kenshin song, Light Shaded Dream. I would like to thank the wonderful ningen who wrote this song, and the one who created the MIDI file. I was playing Tony Hawk Pro-Skater 3 when I heard the song, and it gave me an inspiration. If you have never heard this song, feel free to contact me and I will try my best to send you the MIDI file via E-mail. I advise you to play it in all scenes that are sad, or have the music box featured.

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Mistress Hiten of Hell

(Ok you caught me! "Hell" is actually Mississippi. There is not that much of a difference though is there?)

If you like my fan-fiction, my name is of course, Night Fox Hiten. If you don't, my name is Bob. If you wish to post a comment (good ones or critics) click on the "contact author" thingy. If in your heart there lies a desire to flame me, my Email is MissBob8905@nonexistantemail.com.

The Story behind the Fan-fiction:

Kuronue and Kurama were partners in crime. The pair had sneaked into a highly guarded palace in Makai and stolen a beautiful mirror. The chain on Kuronue's beloved pendant broke and his necklace fell behind them as they fled from the guards. Despite Kurama's cries, he sent after it. He was run threw by a plant, and screamed for the devastated Kurama to continue running. He was killed shortly after, but Kurama escaped with his life.

I've seen screen caps where Kurama and youko are standing together (as in NEXT TO each other), so I'm going to say that youko Kurama can use his spirit to come out of Shuiichi's body and talk to him (kind of like a ghost). I like that idea better than imagining Kurama talking to himself like Kenny and Cartman do in the later South Park episodes. Though that would be funny (snicker).

The Fan Story:

Kurama and Hiei are sharing a romantic evening in the park when a mist appears. The figure of Kurama's deceased lover appears. Kuronue has returned from the dead to seek a life with Kurama once again. He finds that Hiei and Kurama are now lovers, and Kuronue thinks he was forgotten. Kuronue seeks revenge against his betrayer. The greatest form of revenge…is murder.

Rated R

Warnings: Horror, Angst, Romance, Yaoi, Violence, and other stuff, Possibly a lemon/rape chapter later on.

Pairings: Kurama x Kuronue x Kurama, Hiei x Kurama x Hiei.

I will now do the great honor of taking you to a time of bloodshed, perfidies, super natural phenomenon and incessant love.

Prologue: Kuronue

His chain of his necklace broke and his pendant fell behind them. He dashed back to retrieve his most valued item.

"Don't!! Kuronue!!" Kurama Youko screamed.

"I need it!" he shouted back. He reached his item and bent to pick it up.

Before he could retrieve it, spikes of bamboo shot through him. His blood poured out of the bamboo shoots in his foot and chest. He screamed and looked ahead to see his love, the youko, staring at him in horror.

"Kuronue!!" Youko screamed.

"Forget about me, Kurama!! Go!! Run!!" Kuronue screamed back. The youko looked like he was going to run back for him so he yelled to him again. "GO!!! RUN WHILE YOU STILL HAVE A CHANCE!!"

"But you'll die!!" Youko cried in agony.

"IF IT'LL SAVE YOU THEN FINE!! RUN!!"

Finally, Kurama reluctantly dashed into the bamboo forest around him.

Kuronue smiled as the guards came to him and began stabbing him repeatedly with spears and swords. "My friend", He thought. "Give me strength. Help me die so I may be reborn into your life soon."

A moment later, Kuronue, great thief of Makai, first hand and love of Youko Kurama, had reached his demise.

*

Youko Kurama slowly walked their foxhole. His, not longer theirs. He looked around before unceremoniously tossing the mirror onto a pile of treasure on the escritoire. He collapsed onto his bed and sniffed the fine material of a blanket that he and Kuronue had plundered from a wealthy demon lord. The whole den smelled of his deceased friend. Kurama sobbed into the silk pillows as felt the pain of his loss surge once again through his thin body. Surely… the pain of death would be less?

Youko sat up and pulled a leaf from the ivy on the ceiling. He turned it dangerously sharp and held it to his wrist.

"Fool!" he shouted and threw the leaf down. "Kuronue died so that I would live! How selfish am I to throw away his sacrifice?!" He laid his head in his arms and began to cry anew.

After hours of grief and mourning, Kurama stood up from his bed and walked over to Kuronue's exclusive room that was hidden from all but Kurama, behind a wall of seemingly solid ivy. Kuronue had requested that Kurama erect it not long after they had grown close. It was to be an escape route in case of chancy predicament, but few had managed to find their lair. Kuronue had the room to himself and seldom permitted Youko's entrance.

The room was filled with Kuronue's favored treasures and beautiful furnishings that he had pilfered. A tapestry of one of the great demon goddesses was hanging over a beautifully hand carved escritoire with leaves carved into it. Stepping closer and into the light of a torch, Youko noticed a music box sitting on the desk.

The box was aesthetic. It was small and round. It's exterior was gold and had a blue pattern on it. It was a charming piece of work; one that he had not recalled either of them embezzling. Mesmerized by its attractiveness, Kurama picked it up and opened it. A mournful and doleful melody streamed from the box and enraptured Kurama. He understood why Kuronue had this box.

Kuronue!

The name brought the pain over and again! Why was this his cross to bear?! Why must he have these scars on his heart?!

Youko felt his eyes shed tears and his vision blurred. He sank to his knees and leaned against the escritoire. He hung his head in lamentation for his friend. Would he ever get over this pain?! The once strong and powerful youko Kurama had become a trembling fool.

Standing on weak legs, youko once again gazed at the music box in his hand. There was a small compartment that he had missed before, though it was obvious. He pulled it open and found a piece of paper that was folded impossibly small in order to fit inside. He opened it and found handwriting that he assumed was Kuronue's -he had never seen him write.

Kurama,

Love exists everywhere. Even in Makai. I believe it was the first time we ever felt the emotion. I love you so much. You are my most valued treasure. I wish to be with you forever.

If I were to die, I naturally leave everything to you. You may do as you please with it, but I ask of you to keep two things with you forever: my pendant and the music box that this note was contained in.

You know that my pendant is precious to me, but this music box is such a charming little thing. You must keep the box. It's strange, but I feel that it will enable us to always be together. I will always be yours, Kurama. I love you! Never forget it!

Love always,

Kuronue

Youko Kurama held the letter with trembling hands.

Kuronue!

Tears slid down his cheeks, but Kurama hastily brushed them away. He needed to go back for the pendant. Maybe, by some small chance……Kuronue was still alive.

*

Kurama crept through the bamboo forest once more. He is close, I can smell his blood. This is near the spot where…He shook his head and mentally berated himself for the sorrowful thoughts.

Kurama walked into an area that reeked so strongly of blood that it blocked off all of the other smells. While looking around, something red glinted and caught his eye. He crept closer until he could see what it was. It was a small red pendant.

"There it is!" He said aloud.

He kneeled down to pick it up. Once it was in his hands he felt an eerie chill run through him and cause him waves of nausea. He slowly raised his head and glanced a few feet ahead of him.

His eyes widened in horror and his mouth fell open. He was starring directly into the cold, dead eyes of Kuronue. Kuronue's body was lying on his stomach, completely covered and surrounded with his blood. There were gashed everywhere, running clear through him. His left arms had nearly been severed, but what scared Kurama the most was that his head had been decapitated.

"Ku…….ro.…..nue." Youko gasped.

Youko Kurama shook in fright. He managed to move his hand over to his lover's head, and closed the corpse's eyes. The shock was so much for him that he passed out.

*

Hours later, he awoke. Taking off his night cloak that he had worn there, he laid it over the corpse. Losing himself in grief, Kurama picked up Kuronue's head and hugged it close to his body. He cried through the night and left when the sun rose.

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Chapter 1: Dreams

Shuiichi Kurama woke up with a start. He sat up and realized that he was in his bedroom. He began panting and gasping for air. It was a dream. He told himself. He felt a hand brush his hair and rub his back gently.

"Kurama." Hiei said when he felt Kurama tense under his touch.

"H-hai, Hi-ei?" Kurama choked.

"What's wrong?" His voice was soft and reassuring. "You were sobbing in your sleep."

Kurama threw himself onto Hiei's chest and sobbed. Hiei coughed as Kurama squeezed him around his midsection. He had never seen the fox upset! What in hell could make him cry this hard?!

After nearly half an hour had passed, Kurama sat up. He was still sniffing and was trembling fiercely. Hiei frowned at him and hugged him again. When the embrace was broken, Hiei questioned him on his dream.

"Memories of the past." Kurama muttered.

"Will you tell me about it?"

"No." Kurama said abruptly. Kuronue's dead body loomed in his mind, refusing to allow him another thought. He wasn't going to get back to sleep tonight. He looked at the clock; it one thirty nine.

"I'll make some tea." Hiei said. He left the room for the kitchen. Once he had the tea bags sitting in the cups, he used his powers to read Kurama's mind. The fox wasn't paying attention, so he was able to see every thought he had in his mind without the fox's interference. .

Images from the dream sped through his mind like a wildfire: the theft, the separation, the grief, the body. He knew that the man must have been very special to the two of them. Shuiichi didn't cry, and Youko Kurama had no emotions. Who was it who had made them both cry?

Hiei felt an unexpected tinge of jealousy. Who was he? Would Kurama cry for him if he had died?

Hiei blinked after a moment and banished the thoughts from his mind. He couldn't be angry now. Not when Kurama needed him. He proceeded to make some snacks to go with the tea.

*

Kurama stood up from his bed and opened went to his desk. He pulled out a key and opened a locked drawer. Inside were a small circular music box and the red pendant. He tightly hugged the items close to his chest before he opened the small box and stood in font of the window.

The haunting melody brought comfort to Kurama. He felt a presence surround him and comfort him. It was as if they were standing next to him.

Kuronue…

*

Hiei reentered the bedroom and his heart melted. Kurama was on the bed, fast asleep. He was lying on top of the green sheets, his red hair fanning around him.

Hiei set the beverages on the bedside table and stood next to Kurama. He took notice of the small box and pendant that were lying next to Kurama.

The items from his dream no doubt. He must've had these for over thirty years at least.

Being careful as he could, Hiei set the items on a shelf on the desk. He then pulled the covers from under Kurama and laid them over his body. He snuggled in next to his koi and whispered to him softly.

"What was troubling you then seems to have gone away now. No more memories, for we only have the future now."

Then he let darkness claim him and he joined his lover in sleep.

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That's it for chapter 1. I wanted to see if anymore liked it before I continued. If you read the summary, you know what will happen. If you like it, let me know. If you have any suggestions, let me know. If you wish to flame me, send your mail to MissBob8905@nonexistantemail.com.